The Blue Moon cycle has just concluded. It is a time to reflect on where we are, a pause in the normal progression of cycles.

What lays before me is a time of care, a time of caring

I sit with my spirit guides in my safe and sacred place
Jesus on the left end
Buddha on the right
Flanked left by She Who Heals, who Serves the Truth
Flanked right by Sunset Woman, who Lives the Truth

Where is Becomes Her Vision?
Her place is between
She is here, with me
I feel the vibrations of Being as I hear her voice

"You have the tools you need to do the job you need to do.
What you need will be there when you need it.
You are not done learning and growing, but you have learned and grown enough
to move out, move beyond
and take your place among the sharing.

With each cycle, the wisdom you need will present itself.
You have learned to nurture yourself,
to look within.
There, you will find your strength, your wisdom.
Each year, you will revisit and refresh your access to all
the medicine the Grandmothers have to teach,
to remember again how it touches your whole self.
We are here, all of us,
with you and within you always."

And with that, I begin to hear soft murmurs,
humming sweet and low, the sound of soft summer rain.
I feel the souls of my extended wisdom circle and many whom I have not yet named
Surrounding me, supporting me, part of me.

And I know, just for a moment
what it is to be part of ALL
And I know that to heal is to bring that Joy of connection
to what must be healed.

What would it be like if we gave up fear? How much of what I wish to change about myself, the actions and reactions I don't like, have their origin in fear? What is it that I'm afraid of?

My most pervasive and tenacious negative reactions are in the form of irritation and impatience with the daily spinning out of Life's inevitable happenings. I am most irritable and controlling with those I am closest to, and love most; husband, kids, horses. Is irritability really fear coming out sideways? What fear is threatened by the beings who vibrate within my inner circle? My irritability is triggered primarily by control issues. If something doesn't go my way, has unanticipated difficulty or "should" be some other way, it is obviously not controlled by me.

My authority (and therefor my control) is threatened when life doesn't happen as it "should". And why is it so scary for my authority to be questioned? Because, at a deep level, I don't really believe in it to begin with. Even writing "my authority" is difficult, because I feel an impostor for claiming it publicly. In my most personal and important relationships, there is a fear and an ego-created illusion that I would cease to exist without it.

When I am confident, I can react to misunderstandings, mistakes, random glitches and disagreements with compassion. I assume a positive (or at least neutral) intent on the part the other or the Universe. When I am centered, open and connected with All, I don't feel threatened. When I am irritatible, I am closed down and lose my center. (I wonder which comes first, the irritability, or losing my center?)

I pride myself on being able to go with the flow, especially when life really hands me a whammy. I am better at flowing with life's big challenges because my mind can attack these philosophically. I can see the lessons and the opportunities for growth when they are written by God in capital letters. I need more practice at reading the fine print.

Daily life can be a scriptureEach irritation an invitation to look at what I fearA call to BERather than unanswered prayers for helpin staying present, in BEingCan it be that Lifehas been chanting clues to me?Singing, shouting "come enter this fear and learn. And grow"Today, I will see the gift in each moment of irritationHeed the call to awareness when I feel threatenedSee my frightened rabbitBe aware of my cornered dogName the fearThen seek to BeWhere there is no fearShare on Facebook

This is the year to tend my own garden
In the midst of moving, preparing, starting and becoming,
I am incubating;
A cocoon--quiet, yet busy in its own way
Gestating its own life
Assembling its own power

I am a seed
Insulated by warm, moist earth
Swelling with the healing rains
Which have finally come to quench my thirst
Embryonic leaves, perfect and fragile
Waiting to push upward to greet the spring sunshine
My first roots venturing downward
To anchor and take in the nourishment Mother Earth provides

This is the year to tend my own garden
To pay attention to my body
To nurture my mind
To feed my spirit
Not indulgence, but necessity
My vessel expands, changes shape.
The pottery needs time to cure

I will love my self so I can have discipline to continue the journey
I will understand I am best for others when I am centered and balanced
The soft, dark spots within can only be healed and cleansed
By bringing the Light of Love and Acceptance
From myself to my self

This is the year to tend my own garden
Who knows what fruits may come.